The rain slapped against Pans cloak as she walked through the muddy land near Ura'Baen. Her eyes brimmed with sadness and her weakness was not surprising to her. Her breaths came in sharp, raspy coughs and she soon collapsed on to the soft and wet grass. The dark clouds swirled above her like a black hole through which all happiness is channeled through. Pan herself felt like she had run over half of Alagaesia withough breathing. Her mind was cloaked with pure darkness, and all she could remeber was what happened five days before. She had woken up in the middle of the Hadarac Desert, but she never knew who she was. It was as if she had woken from a long dream, one that had lasted through the eternities, and at last, it stopped. But Pan would rather have died than endure this.
Her head flew up so suddenly she felt like she had mashed her brain. Something was happening, something that hadn't happened before. She could feel everything around her in vibravant colors. She gazed up and saw a bird that was desperatly flaping its wings through the everising storm. The only way she knew it was a bird was by its shape and by the fact that it flew. She could only see the outline, for no detail even came to her new vision. Then she noticed something on the feathery creatures body. She could see dots on its body connected by strands of energy. Pan didn't even know much yet, so no idea came to her as she glared at the creature, who landed right before her. It began to look for food, and was too tired, much like Pan, to be frightened. Pan felt her cold fingers against the feather surface of this flying creature. She could see the dots and rods easy now, clear as day. Just as she touched the blue orbs that she saw, she felt more magical energy go through her arm and into the bird, which died immediatly. Another mind added to her own. The same one as the bird, which was smarter than Pan thought it would be. She noticed in the creatures mind that it was on a migration path. But not in the creatures mind, thought Pan. But in mine. Pan focused on her knew mind addition. She began to fell eerie. She let out a yelp as transperant feathers quickly began to grow on her skin. Not knowing what to do, Pan switched bak to Her human mind and felt the feathers drain away.
Once the storm cleared, Pans eyes turned normal once more. The bird turned out to be a perigrine falcon, one of the fastest birds. She made a small fire and set out her supplies. She was about to eat, for she hadn't in days.

Enerais watched her. He felt pitty for her. She looked weak and tired. He decided to walk out. Is black mare beside him. She was very intelligent. She didn't need a rope.

"Be quiet." Enerais said.

The horse made her feet light. Enerias then walked out. His hood down. He wanted her to see him all the way. He hoped she wouldn't panic.

Pan kept on eating her food, not noticing a thing. The falcon was good. So good, that Pan wanted more. But she knew very well that birds have lives too, so she resisted. Also, Pan had regained half of her full strength from that falcon. Her head suddenly flew up, her eyes once again seeing everything in vibrivant way. She noticed a clofigure walking toward her. She could now great detail, and she saw his face. A clever face. She also saw the dots once more. "What do you want," she asked quickly, her hand turning into a blade of pure magic.

"I don't want to cause you any harm." Enerais said calmly.

He climbed slowly on his horse. She looked on with intelligent eyes. Her black coat shining in the fire light.

"You don't look so good. You should get some rest." He said worriedly.

Anira trotted over. She looked at her quiestionly.

"I'm fine,"said Pan a little more calmly, her sword disappearing,even though she didn't trust this stranger. "I don't sleep. As a matter of fact, I cant." Pan looked to where the Beaors were. "I heard the Varden used to be over there. But they left to Surada." Pan got up quickly. "I must go now, it has been nice meeting you." She gathered her pack and began to harness the power of a peregrine falcon, spirit feathers growing out of her soft skin.

"You don't look so good." He said.

Anira snorted. She was uneasy. She watched. Enerais looked at Pan conserened. She didn't look like she was alive, or dead. As though she was stuck right between for eternity. Enerias got off. He walked over to her.

"Let me help you. I could be of assistance." He told her.

"No!" Pan backed away, her body half covered in spirit feathers. "You don't understand! These feathers will kill you! Don't touch me!" Pan saw one of the feathers fall onto a flower, which instantly died. "I don't even know who I am!" Pan looked toward escaping, but in her state, the horse and stranger would catch her easy. So she did the oe thing she could think of. She ran toward the stranger, hiting him on the dot, and transfering magic energy, just enough for him to faint. As she saw him fall, her wings finished growing and she flew awayinto darkness.

Anira reared. Enerais lay on the ground. He was out for over an hour. Finally he woke up.

What happened? He thought.

To his surprise he got an answear.

She forced you to pass out. Anira replied.

He was rooted to the spot. Then he got over his astonishment. He went over to Anira.

"We need to help her." He said.

Anira looked at him. Her expression showed she understood.[/i]

Pan flew through the air at over 200mph and was heading right toward Surda. She could see Ura'Baen in front of her. Amazing!, said Pan, complimenting its size. On the ground, she saw a boy hunting with a rock falcon and the bird of prey was set loose. It targeted Pan, and hit her full force. To Pan's astonishment, the falcon went right through her, and fell, dead. Pan felt it's mind join her own. This new ability really amazed Pan. She could take the souls of animals! Pan began to try her new form. Her feathers began to grow shorter and tougher, while her wings decreased in size. Her muscles grew bulkier and soon enough, she was a rock falcon.

Fanil and eridor were flying when all of a sudden rin the were cat said to him with his mind

If i were you would move to the right. Eridor just moved right when a falcon passed by him amazingly fast. And then he asked Rin why did we have to move. Rin said if the feathers of that thing touched you and Eridor you guys would have died.

OOC: Can you please make it look like they are speaking. It's kinda hard to read.


IC: Pan began to feel her magic draining slightly. The rock falcon required more muscle to fly then the peregrine, so Pan switched minds once more to the faster bird and instantly gathered speed. Ura'Baen being a far dot on the horizon, Pan slowed down and began to land, switching to her human form as the ground came closer. Pan gave a short yell. She was falling at very high speed because she forgot to slow down! Pan fell forward on impact with the compacted earth, driving the wind out of her and sending her doing a series of "No Hand" gymnastics into a tree. Pan was weak. It wasn't because of pain. Nothing hurt. As a matter of fact, it was as if the ground took all of the pain, because there was a small crater where she had landed and a row of broken rocks torn apart by the slight fissure in the ground. Pan breathed a sigh. When were the surprises going to end?

pretend i didnt say anything i dont want o join this one sorry

OOC: Ok, no problem

OOC: Use OCC, Eragon109!!!

OOC:sorry

Enerais jumped onto Anira. Anira ran after Pan.

"I need her help." He said. "If she is what the stories say, she can help me."

They continued on. It was hard to keep up, Anira managed. She was very fast. She was breeded for speed. Her black mane tossing in the wind. Enerais watched the sky. Staying on coarse.

Pan saw a black horse and rider coming toward her, the dark mane swaying in the air. As quickly as she could, she melted into the tree. It was something she had learned on her way to Surda. She felt the soul of the tree combine with her own, and now, she was just a normal tree. Pan gave another sigh, whi9ch slowly turned into a yawn. She had just realized how sleepy she was, and soon, her spirit's eyes closed, making everything turn into a dark green tinge.

Anira stopped, she then reared. She walked over to a tree, giving off a strange magic. Enerias just let her go, he knew that she could find this person. He knew of some of the abilities she had. He had heard of all the stories.

"Be careful, you never know what will happen." He gently whisppered to Anira.

Pan was already in Surda, for she had left some magic taint in the tree for the stranger to stare at. She knew she would be caught at some point, but the more she ran, the more energy she recovered. Happy with her plan, she ran off in the direction of Aberon.
The Beors were in veiw by nightfall, and Pan had to stop for food. Exitment pounded through her body as she gained the ability to become a wolverine after catching one that seemed to have scuttled from the Beors forest. The meat wasn't very tasty, but the only other thing she could find were rats. All other mammals were already asleep.